Greenwort

The Green

Description:
Age: 55 (Apparent Age 50) Virtue: Just Vice: Pessimistic
Path: Maxims of Causality Order: Sarcophagus Trinity Legacy: -

Aspirations:

prove those insolent youngster mages he’s not past his prime (long-term)
contain the damage he’s caused and figure out what to do with the Blaring Leather-bound Circle with Comfort Grip and Handcrafted Hickory Handsets (short-term)

Attributes

Intelligence ••• Strength •• Presence ••
Wits ••• Dexterity •• Manipulation •
Resolve •• Stamina •• Composure ••••

Skills

Mental Physical Social
Folklore • Athletics • Animal Ken •
Enigmas • Brawl Empathy •
Crafts Operate Expression •
Investigation •••• Firearms Intimidation
Medicine • Larceny •• Persuasion
Occult ••• Stealth ••• Socialize •
Politics Survival Streetwise
Artifice • Weaponry • Subterfuge

Bold denotes Rote Skill

Skill Specialties

Investigation: paranormal residue
Weaponry: blunted weapons
Empathy: ceremonies

Merits

Artifact ••• (Fanny Pack of Random Mostly Useful Components)
Athenaeum •• (Scriptorium ••, Library ••)
Scriptorium •• (Matter •, Depth •)
Library •• (Artifacts •, Symbology •)
Sanctum (security) ••
Sanctum (size) •
High Speech •
Status (Sarcophagus Trinity) ••

Arcana

Forces •••
Life •
Matter •••

Equipment

oaken mace with natural Aranium ore veins throughout, puce colored overcoat and crocodile skin boots, yellowed slacks from decades of daily wear but repaired through Magic, unusually clean collection of jock straps, seven Aranium tooth fillings from eating too many sweets, dirty reading spectacles, brown fingerless woolen gloves, Fanny Pack of Random Mostly Useful Components

Advantages

Health: •••••••
Willpower: ••••••
Level: •••
Essence: max 12/3 per turn
Size: 5
Speed: 8
Defense: 2
Armor: / (+3 Unseen Aegis)
Initiative Mod: 6

Flaws

Poor Sight

Wisdom •••••
Conditions: Depersonalization

Bio:

Mr. Green, as he unwillingly goes by in many circles, has the less-than-glorious job of Peace Broker within the Sarcophagus Trinity. It’s a job that’s been around for centuries, but one the point of which has been fairly moot since the end of the Viridian Wars. Nobody wants to discuss treatises or sign trade pacts anymore; this war is one of espionage and sabotage. So he’s adapted to the times, unlike his good-for-nothing predecessors, and become one of the most paradigmatic Shadow Mages of his time. He has an indefatigable moral compass to the point of annoyance at the Sarcophagus oligarchical triad; as a result, he is allowed a not inconsiderable amount of autonomy from the Trinity, included with his own private detective office smack-dab in the middle of Tattersaw’s District of Affluence. It’s not a bad gig, and he wants for almost nothing (not that he was that wanting to begin with), but Goddess of Goddesses it’s easy to get set in his ways up here on the proverbial mountaintop.

More recently a man named Goldwater Junip has contacted him and has been incessantly begging him to come over for dinner. Junip has been saying he just wants to “catch up” in all of his letters to him, something about “reminiscing their years in Secondary together,” but Greenwort knows he’s never met the man before. He had no intention whatsoever of giving this man a moment of his time – Why would he want to abandon his studies? – but when he showed up with a prostitute at his office doorstep last week, Greenwort seemed to have no choice but to agree. Tonight, as it were, seems to be the night of this unusual dinner-date, and Greenwort is not amused…

Greenwort

Arania Spundervious